Chapter 545 You've Lost Your Account
After much consideration, Thalassa decided to inter Maria's remains in Dragon Mountain. Although she wasn't buried next to her father, the distance wasn't too far.
On the day of the burial, a fine misty rain was falling from the sky. Thalassa stood in front of the fresh gravestone, with Kenny holding an umbrella behind her. She had been standing there for a long time.
Kenny didn't rush her; he just quietly kept her company. It wasn't until the phone in her coat pocket began to buzz with vibration that Thalassa snapped back to the present.
It was a call from her lawyer.
"Thalassa, the division of property between Justin and your mother has been settled. Also, the money Justin owes you has been submitted to the court for enforcement," the lawyer said.
“Okay, thanks for all your hard work.“
"However, from what I understand, Justin likely doesn't have any assets left to collect from," the lawyer said with a hint of regret.
After Justin was arrested, his shady financial dealings had fully come to light.
“I’m aware,“ Thalassa replied.
After hanging up the phone, Thalassa took a deep breath and then turned to Kenny. "Let's go, Chicago has been waiting for a long time."
"Alright."
Kenny reached out and took Thalassa's hand. It was quite cold in the mountains, especially with the rain, so Kenny subconsciously tightened his grip.
At the cafe at the base of the mountain, Chicago was carefully spooning bites of a blueberry cheesecake. Charles sat across from her, explaining math problems on an iPad to a friend they had met while camping.
Scarlet, who had had her eye on Chicago since the funeral, sat at the bar, smiling indulgently at the seriously cake-eating Chicago.
Fiona and Darwin sat together, with Darwin keeping a vigilant eye on Scarlet.
"What are you doing?" Fiona nudged Darwin with her elbow. "That's rude!"
Darwin frowned. “I just have a feeling Scarlet wants to steal the kid.“
Fiona was speechless. Indeed, Scarlet's gaze at Chicago seemed far from pure.
At that moment, Chicago, who had been earnestly enjoying her cake, suddenly looked out the window. Her face lit up with a smile. "Thalassa!"
Unsatisfied with mere verbal summons, Chicago set aside her little cake and dashed outside.
When Thalassa reached the front door, Chicago buried her head in her embrace, nestling and snuggling affectionately.
"You've been gone for so long, you didn't come back even when it started raining!"
"I had to talk to her mom for a bit longer, you see. Now that she lives so far away, they can't meet as often," Thalassa explained gently as she lifted Chicago into her arms.
Chicago pecked her cheek. "That's okay, if you miss your mom, just tell Kenny, and he'll bring you to her."
Kenny chuckled, patting Chicago's cheek. "You’re right."
"Since when did you two get along so well?" Thalassa queried, eyeing the pair with suspicion.
"We've always been on great terms!" Chicago blinked rapidly, a sparkle in her eye.
"Is Charles doing his homework again?" Thalassa glanced at Charles, absorbed in his problem-solving and seemingly inescapable from his task.
"Yeah, it seems like Charles's new friend isn't very smart, always struggling with this and that," Chicago complained distressingly.
Thalassa looked at Chicago, biting back whatever she was about to say.
"Chicago, Charles doesn't hang out with dummies. They just aren't as smart as Charles," she wanted to say, "But you're smarter, Chicago, so why worry?"
"Okay, Chicago, you can't expect Thalassa to hold you all the time, she gets tired too," Fiona reminded.
Chicago murmured in protest, squirming down from Thalassa's arms.
Then, she scampered off, returning with a small cake in hand, "Thalassa, this is really tasty, you should have some!"
"Was wondering why you were dawdling over a cake, turns out it was for godmother, huh?" Burl, who was in a corner, dark circles under his eyes from furiously typing on his keyboard, looked up.
Burl himself would have loved a piece of that blueberry mini cake. But there was only one left in the shop. As an uncle, he couldn't just snatch it from a kid. So, he thought to share it with Chicago. But before he could even ask, Chicago had already declined.
"Burl is so inconsiderate," Chicago declared with righteousness, shaking her head in disappointment.
Burl's typing grew louder in his indignation.
The exchange brought a smile to Thalassa's face as she turned back to Chicago. Lately, Chicago had been exceptionally good to her. In the evenings, she'd seek her out to sleep together. During the day, she was always there for cuddles. If there was something delicious, she was the first to save it for her. She even joined Jessie in planning shows to make her laugh.
"No way!" The elegant Scarlet could no longer stand aside.
"Babe, let grandma give you a hug!"
Scarlet rushed over to Chicago and scooped her up in an affectionate embrace.
‘Adorably irresistible,’ Scarlet thought. ‘How can anyone handle so much cuteness?’
"Scarlet, you'll scare her!" Darwin suddenly got up, ready to swoop in and save Chicago.
But to everyone's surprise, "Scarlet, you smell so good." Chicago's big eyes twinkled as she looked at Scarlet.
Far from being scared, she even seemed to like Scarlet's appearance.
Darwin was speechless.
Fiona pulled him to sit down. "When Chicago was little she would even go up to pretty ladies, whether they were young or old, seeking cuddles and affection. Don't worry so much."
Darwin was still speechless.
Scarlet was showered with adorable compliments from Chicago's sweet voice, which made her even happier.
"Do you like me? Do you want to come over to play at my house? I have everything at my place," Scarlet said with a beaming smile.
Darwin frowned. "See, she just wants to take Chicago away!"
Fortunately, this time Chicago didn't make a silly mistake.
She decisively shook her head. "You can come to play at Chicago's house though!"
Chicago wanted to bring Scarlet back to her place.
As Thalassa's gaze swept across the people in the cafe, she felt a sadness she didn't know when would end. But, with family around, life would surely not be that bad.
After Thalassa had finished the piece of cake Chicago had left for her, the group, braving the drizzle, started on their way home.
Getting into the car, Thalassa looked back one last time in the direction of the cemetery.
Kenny gently patted her head.
Thalassa turned away from the sight, gave Kenny a small smile, and got straight into the car.
The car had driven quite a distance when Thalassa suddenly snapped back to reality.
"What's the matter?" Kenny asked.
"What's Burl been up to these days? Always hugging his laptop, what's going on?"
Kenny pursed his lips.
"He's arguing with someone online."
At that moment, Burl, sharing a ride with the bodyguards, was engrossed in an ongoing online battle.
"Mike, there's this jerk trying to defend Justin again, claiming he's the best man alive, the same good man who killed his own family?"
Mike burst out with a bunch of curses. "Come on, hand me the laptop, I'll give him a piece of my mind!"
"No need!" Burl scoffed with a cold laugh. "I just took screenshots of his comments and sent them directly to all of his mutual friends. I want him to understand what 'social death' really means!"
Mike gave a thumbs-up. "Burl, you're a real pro at this public opinion game, respect man!"
Burl continued his ferocious stance, patrolling the internet.
Anyone trying to white-wash Justin's image or attempting to slander Maria and Thalassa was met with Burl's direct and fierce online confrontation.
If the argument turned sour, he'd simply hack their account.
In one fell swoop.
"You're done."
The offender's account would be gone.
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